Protagonist?Antagonist? I Reject Both

Chapter 391: 391



Chapter 391: 391

Chapter 391: 391



Sector 12 was a stark contrast to the ravaged Sector 11.

It stood as a well-fortified and meticulously maintained area, with sturdy walls and a clean, orderly appearance. The sector was a bustling hub, a city where people from various races lived and traded. The streets were filled with a diverse crowd, including elves, beastwomen, and mercenaries. The economy thrived here as mercenaries set out to hunt and gather

resources.

Despite its vibrancy, the sector's troop presence was limited. Monster attacks were rare, so unless there was an emergency, most of the forces were stationed within the city, focusing on maintaining order and security.

However, today, an unusual commotion disrupted the usual rhythm. The atmosphere was charged with tension and curiosity as people gathered, their excitement palpable.

Two individuals leaned against a wall, observing the growing crowd. They chatted to pass the time.

"Haa! It seems we're going to have some excitement soon," one of them remarked.

"Yeah, the crowd is really getting intense," his companion agreed.

The first man's eyes wandered to the crowd. "Have you seen those lovely and juicy elves and those beastwomen?"

His partner shot him a warning look. "Hey, don't say that unless you want to die. You know their violent tendencies. If you want to spend a night with them, you have to defeat them first."

A shiver ran down the man's spine at the thought. He quickly resolved to curb his desires. He was too young to die and he still had his V-card to lose.

The two men continued their conversation until a sudden sight caught their attention. A black figure was soaring through the sky, flanked by two riders on powerful, winged beasts. The sight was unusual, though not entirely foreign to the residents of Sector 12.

The figure, clad in dark robes, approached with an air of authority. One of the men pulled out a loudspeaker and called out, "This is a no-fly zone. Please come down immediately otherwise we will shoot."

The figure continued its descent, and a deep voice echoed through the air. "Where is this place?"

"It's Sector 12," one of the men replied, trying to keep his voice steady.

"Sector 12... I see," the voice said indifferently as the beasts touched down on the ground.

"Hey, do you know whom you are dealing with?"Leon asked with an amused expression.

"What? Are you a Young Master or son of a high official?" officer laughed and showed the name on the card.

"I might not be but I am more dangerous than that. My name is Leon, don't that ring a bell in your head?"

The officer frowned for a moment and then burst into laughter.

"Just because your name is Leon, do you think you can compare to Monster of Battlefield..Have you ever seen him? People wet their pants when they come around him. His eyes are chilling and his presence emitted a huge amount of blood lust."

"Meanwhile you just look like dirt eaten mercenary...do you think random tom, dick harry can come and claim as Leon..."

"Also, I have personally met him..He is so fierce and his face is like the devil monster that gave a fright while your face looks like a pauper who attracts sugar mummies.."

Hearing this, the other two also started laughing a bit.

The guards and the crowd's laughter froze abruptly as an overwhelming pressure descended upon them. The atmosphere shifted dramatically, the air turning a deep, ominous red.

Leon, feeling his anger rise, exuded a chilling aura that made the very air around him seem to vibrate with intensity. The sudden shift in atmosphere caught everyone off guard, and the laughter died in their throats. Faces turned pale, and knees began to tremble as the weight of the pressure became almost unbearable.

Raising their heads with difficulty, the guards and onlookers saw a figure standing before them, a man whose presence was dark and foreboding.

His face, shrouded in shadows, was as dark as a black hole, contrasting sharply with his blood-red lips. His eyes glowed with a terrifying amusement, their intensity sending shivers

down spines.

Then a deep hoarse voice resonates in the air as the lips widen with an eerie smile and the man

before them pointed at himself.

"Now think carefully and tell me..."

"Does he look like this?"


Tip: You can use left, right, A and D keyboard keys to browse between chapters.